Chapter 432： Let the trick (3) (1/2)

Chapter 432 Let's move (3)

”The female doll of Xuan Lingzong...” Feng Yuezong elders helplessly smiled and shook his head slightly.

”Xuan Lingzong, you let the self-made disciples come to play with Fu Lingtian, don't just want to make a joke.” Qing Linzong elders laughed toward Mo Elder and others.

The sound of the sound, Lin Elder and Mo elders are silent, especially Mo elders, the look is more ugly.

Looking at the look of Elder Mo, Qin sighed in the mouth.

Ye Qingxuan is the registered disciple of Elder Mo, and Ye Qingyi is able to step into the three test venues, and is also obsessed with the elders.

But now, Ye Qingxuan is so noisy in the three Shengbi venues, let the other two ridicule, this Xuan Lingzong lost his face and said, Mo elder's face is even more dull.

”Ha ha ha, your mysterious disciples, really brave and admire, admire!”

Qinglin Zong, a disciple, looked at the Xuan Lingzong people and smiled.

A group of Xuan Lingzong disciples, clenched in both fists, hate to turn and leave.

”Ye Qingying... just lost the face of our mysterious spirit!”

”Just rely on her, let Fu Lingtian 20 strokes? Isn't it a sensation here?!”

“I felt so shame for the first time...”

During the speech, on the test field, Fu Lingtian suddenly said: ”Well, since Ye Shimei is so measured, if I should not go down, it would be a thin face of Xuan Lingzong, but only... Twenty strokes are scared, three Enough is enough!”

”I will wait and see.” Ye Qingxiao smiled.

Immediately, Fu Lingtian squatted in the cold for a moment, and if the whole person stunned the ghost, he immediately deceived Ye Qingyu.

”Hey!”

Fu Lingtian took a shot and swayed the martial arts atmosphere. If the tide emerged, it would cover the world.

See Fu Lingtian's power, the three disciples look slightly changed.

Fu Lingtian is so powerful, and the invincible inside of the same territory is not a hole in the wind...!

The situation is like a wave, and the layers are progressive. This palm has not yet arrived, and the strong palm strength comes first.

Ye Qing's clothes rustled and rustled, and the long-haired ink dyed at the waist fluttered. In the face of Fu Lingtian's attack, there was no action.